Chapter 9: Regression: Part 3

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder October 12, 2012

I go through practically every shirt in my closet not pleased with the way it makes me look. It either clings to my body or hangs in the exact way to show my bump. I settle on a cream jumper with black tights and cream hi-top wedge sneakers. I walk to the bathroom trying to avoid looking at my stomach. I throw my hair up in a messy bun not having the patience to deal with my longer wavy hair.

Cheynne and Caitlyn are waiting for me downstairs, "Ready to go?" They both manage to ask at the same time.

I nod my head and walk out the door to my waiting SRX. I missed the height boost I get when driving it its empowering. Halfway there it's completely silent until Caitlyn decides to start conversation.

"So I still don't know what happened that day the tabloids are instigating so no one knows but you two and Ian and Cody."

"Ian cheated again with a chick that looks like Tiara that he didn't even know. He was really really drunk and didn't remember having sex with her the next morning so when he woke up he was in for a surprise. Our best friend here had a big purple bruise on her arm from Ian grabbing her so she is somewhat scared of him now unsure of what he will do to her or the baby. She was really torn up cried for hours and hours straight and once she did calm down she decided to be a mute so that's why I'm talking for her all the time. Occasionally you will get a word out of her but nothing more."

"Wait he put his hands on her?"

"Yup."

"I'm fucking him up simple as that when we are done I'm heading to his place and ripping his dick off and shoving it down his throat."

Hearing what happened in my relationship from other people sounds even worse. I turn on the radio to try to stop the gossip.

"Settle down with me cover me up cuddle me in. Lie down with me and hold me in your arms. And your heart's against my chest your lips pressed to my neck. I'm falling for eyes but they don't know me yet and with a feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now. Kiss me like you wanna be lo-"

I wipe away the escaped tears hearing the theme song of Ian's first infidelity. Cheynne turns the radio off obviously seeing the remainder of my heart breaking.

When we get to the doctor's it doesn't take us long to be called back. Cheynne and Caitlyn sit in the chairs across from the padded table that I have come very accustomed to.

"Very nice to see you all again. Anything out of the ordinary?" Dr. Graham directs towards me.

I shake my head causing Cheynne to pipe up. "Uh she still hasn't talked since the day after her first ultrasound. We aren't going to do anything?"

"I mean there's no point in prescribing Tiara something if she won't take it. All we can do is be there when she needs us knowing that there is someone in her corner." Dr. Graham looks at me sympathy written on her forehead. "Lay down let's get this show on the road."

I do as I'm told and look at the ceiling not reacting at all to the cold jell on my stomach. I tune everything out trying not to think because my mind will somehow get on the subject of Ian. Bringing me out of my thoughts is a fast thumping sound filling the room. My head shoots up looking at the screen.

"Is… is that the heartbeat?" Dr. Graham smiles and nods her head. Tears creep down my cheeks as I stare at my little peanut on the screen.

"That's the heartbeat of your baby boy."

I try to swallow the giant lump in my throat but it's not going anywhere. "That's what Ian thought we were having." Just speaking his name makes me cry more.

"At sixteen weeks you're in your second trimester so no more morning sickness but abdominal aches which is perfectly normal. Your emotions will level out now. You will feel the baby move the first time you might not know but after the third and fourth time you will be able to tell. You will run out of breath by doing simple things like going to the bathroom. That is because your lungs are crowded so airflow is a little difficult. I don't see any stretch marks but expect them some women are lucky enough to not get them all so who knows with you. How do you feel about maternity clothes?"

"I'd rather buy normal clothes five times bigger I feel like buying maternity clothes is admitting that you're a whale."

Dr. Graham laughs, "Not at all it's just admitting that your body is changing. I can tell you aren't comfortable in these tights your skin is ultrasensitive now. I suggest going shopping today there's very cute maternity clothes now. Think of it as temporary clothing you will be out of it in five months to be more specific you are due around March 22, 2013"

"Fine I'll do it and that sounds really soon."

She laughs again, "I guess we can call it a day." She passes me tissues so I can wipe the jell off.

I let Cheynne drive back to my place as the picture of my little boy engulfs me. A little part of me was hoping for a boy first just so he could be sweet and overprotective of his younger siblings. I can see it now the tryouts for football and baseball but also the lead role in drama productions. I already know that I will be in the principal's office hearing about a fight that he got into because some guy said something about his little sister. Overprotective and overbearing… just like his father.

"Should I tell Ian? You know about the baby being a boy and the due date?" I blurt out.

"I'll do it when we get back," Caitlyn says with a grin that shows she might be arrested.

Point of View: Caitlyn Murphy

I ring the doorbell to the cheater's house waiting for him to answer. "Uh Caitlyn um come in." He steps aside and lets me in.

I turn around to face him, "Well this is long overdue." I slap Ian with all the force I possibly can then put my hands on his shoulder and rev my knee up into his groin making sure it hurts like hell. His hands go straight to what I hope is the bleeding area. He's eye to eye with me and I grab his face making sure he is looking at me.

"Next time you even think about putting your hands on my best friend or any other woman for that matter, drunk or sober, I will kick your ass. I will rip you apart limb by limb slowly making sure you are dead. You hurt Tiara any more than you already have I will set you on fire and gladly go to jail for killing a sad excuse of a man like you. You had better have your shit together by March 22 because that is when your little boy will most likely be born. Tiara taking your child away will be the least of your worries if you are anything less than the perfect father to that boy."

I pull Ian's hands away and knee him one more time, "Shit!"

"The first one was for Tiara the second one was for your son." I begin to walk out, "Put some ice on that maybe that will help with the internal bleeding. Peace out asshole!" I slam the door close behind me and walk to my car.

That was fun.

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